WE WERE MADE TO LAST | MEETING 1/1

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the ghoul trotted over and sat down to listen to the meeting. promotions. "thank you, sang and congrats radio and finch, etc." she grumbled with a smile and dipped her head down in appreciation. fun times being a high position. she would make her leader proud. and then onto politics. riverclan and shadowclan have come to an agreement. awe, that meant, no more torturing hope."roger that, captain." but if a riverclanner, say by the name of sylmae happens to wander over and 'attack' her, she'd be more than happy to answer to sango. kalei liked to settle scores.

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify][size=8]He stepped forward with a slow gaunt, eyes flicking up to look at Sango as she called for the meeting. He didn't mind that it was late as it would have come around eventually. Slowly the male sat down and he breathed out one breath at a time before he pulled his ears forward and listened intently. Promotions were started out first and he tilted his head a bit as all of the names were called. His own included in that batch. So he was a Gravedigger now. It sounded fine to him and he dipped his head in acknowledgement of his gained position within the clan. He was pleased with those that had been called to gain ranks as well and he looked for them though he didn't say anything just yet. Upon hearing the sudden truce that had been acquired with Riverclan his face became more soured. He narrowed his eyes a bit but his mouth remained shut. Such a truce shouldn't have happened, not after Finch. It made no sense to just allow them to harm her. But they all wanted to focus on the Cartel. A group he didn't care about and saw no threat from. The only one that was causing issues there was Sollux, a creature who could easily be destroyed. He growled low in his throat before he turned his eyes away and rolled his shoulders. It was fine. He wouldn't try to protest against it but he didn't have to work toward messing with the Cartel if it wasn't on his agenda either. Perhaps he would visit the place. "Congrates you guys and duly noted." He spoke softly before he took in the invitations to events and the post count that they had gained. Not bad. Hopefully that would grow.

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_{Kate was glad that things where settled with Riverclan. Not just because she was fond of the clan since she also lived in Windclan, but because she did believe that the Cartel was their biggest concern. They where the absolute worst, and nothing could ever make her believe anything good could come from anyone who lived there. She stuck to these words even more so after Bill r.ped her a few months back. She nodded in firm agreement before smiling, her tail wagging at the shout out. "Congratsth to thosthe promoted!"
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Walking over, the Gravedigger approached with a calm gaze listening about the truce though he made no protests just somewhat relieved that was finally settled but he would've liked to get revenge for Finch but he wouldn't be able to. He took a spot next to Radioactiveplague noticing how he didn't necessarily agree with the truce but he'd say nonetheless to the older male "Congrats to those promoted and noted, Sango." He took a seat flicking his ears back taking a deep breath only to say with a smile "Happy new year, Sango. . ." He added flicking his tail to the sides.
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[color=#94B7BF]Finch padded forwards, flicking a large ear. Her blue eyes danced as she watched the hellhound give the announcements. She was a bit surprised that she had been promoted, but glad, nonetheless. "Thank you, Sango. I won't let you down." she meowed, her smile widening.

The announcement regarding the Cartel didn't surprise her. She was frustrated that she couldn't get her revenge, but if it was what Sango thought best, then it was probably best. "Understood."

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"a little fall of ran can hardly hurt me now"
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[color=white]appearance
finch is a domestic shorthair. she is solid white, with stunning blue eyes. she has oddly large ears, as well as oddly short legs, and is sometimes self conscious of them.

personality
finch is socially awkward, having grown up mostly alone. she always introduces herself by her first name, making sure to clarify that while her name is finch, she is not a bird. she is friendly and approachable, however. she is intelligent when it comes to strategy and ideas, and is tactical in her actions.

basics
female || heterosexual || she/her || single || interested in none || 8 moons || shadowclan || warrior || carries last name harbringer || valentine harbringer x happypill grimm

important events/information
recently tortured by Hawkmoon

statistics
health 65%
mentality 95%

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify][size=8]"ahh, happy new year!" you echo ross, scampering over to take a seat beside him and flicking your ears as sango starts. a shout out? already? you haven't even been back for a week and she's already considering moving you up the chain of command. that.. makes you feel lighter than usual, and you grin. the news about riverclan and the war being settled is also a good thing to your ears, and that grin on your face strengthens. "congratulations and ah, condolences!" you add once the meeting has ended, glancing around to blink encouragingly at everyone mentioned.

[spoiler=AND I'M THE ONE WITH THE LIGHTER / ✦ / 1/1][size=8]GENERAL EVERY INCH OF ME IS CHARRED
✦ frisk | born female | nonbinary [they/them]
✦ single | ½ of charisk | soul bond with gordon [undiscovered]
✦ npc x npc | adopted by imperiousdevotions
✦ considers artpop and sans their parents | uses the donatella surname
✦ physically a child | mentally a child | CREATION DATE: 12/5/15
✦ fear of water [intense]; fear of being touched [mild]
✦ selective mutism | knows and uses sign language often [ "SIGNING" ]
✦ schizophrenic | primarily medicated with xanax
✦ shadowclan | [abbr=phantomclan poltergeist (HP), shadowclan vanguard (HP), remnant initiate (sHP), windclan honorguard (HP), windclan head medic (HP)]hover[/abbr] for past ranks/positions | trailblazer title
✦ loyal to [u]people, not groups
— last saving point
kate marsh's room

PHYSICAL GOD WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HEART
✦ GERMAN SHEPHERD [main/current] | HEALTH: 13%
— lithe, fuzzy cinnamon brown shepherd puppy. baby chub, kinda plump. golden flowers line left cheek, briefly lurk inside the left side of jaw, and trail down to collarbone. pale yellow glowing eyes (usually closed). packs boiling, blistering body heat, like a severe fever. purple and pink striped turtleneck sweater. SOUL manifests and pushes out of their chest when they are in danger/under attack. [X]
— injuries: scar along neck, shielded by flowers. severe wound on the left side of head, bandaged up. soul is weak, so they are weak. given an aching, bruised jaw from duncan.

PERSONALITY I'M ABOUT TO FALL APART
✦ INFP | All Loving Hero | The Determinator | The Cutie
— determined, quiet, altruistic, escapist, sarcastic, protective, self-deprecating
— friendly, peaceful, anxious, lonely, impressionable, merciful, openminded
— will not fight, will not kill, will not harm another creature. even if that means they must die and die and die again, continually reanimating and trying once more, they will do it. mercy is the only option they'll allow. they won't necessarily always stop people from attacking others, but they won't partake in it themself. they place others before themself at all times, can often seem like a pushover. loving, affectionate demeanour, total cuddle buddy. likes giving gifts. uses their cute appearance to their advantage, but not cruelly so. not manipulative. mostly nice. true neutral.

CONFRONTATION AGAIN, AGAIN
✦ attack in #F7E0B1 | physically medium | mentally super easy
✦ formerly trained by sans and holydove
✦ studies medicine | knows some self defense
✦ will show mercy | dodges most attacks, roleplayer is using a randomizer
✦ might run if challenged | [i]rarely fights back
✦ no kill/maim/capture | pm for plots/threads
✦ violent and nonviolent powerplay permitted
— powers flowerprints, the sight, time travel

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[justify]Radioactiveplague got a promotion. That was cool. Dracula got a warning which was sad and Painted remained silent.

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"Congratulations, especially to Kalei," he calls out, not even bothering to disguise his biased ass. He looks to the ashen hued direwolf as he speaks, grinning slightly, before he's looking to Sango again. Events, blah, the likes. Stuff he wouldn't attend anyway, because he was an antisocial asshole.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; font-size:14px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height: auto; margin-top: -6px; color: #C4DDDA;][sub]A familiar call one close to something he used to say. It brought a bittersweet smile to the males rounded features. Keeping an easy pace as he approached. Ears erect and tail wandering behind him while he intently listened to Sango's words. Taking a seat across from Finch and nearest to Frisk. Surprise flickered across Alejandro's maw when he was added with the few. That was the fastest he'd ever received a promotion but he wasn't really complaining about that. "Ah, thank you Sango. I'll do my best and congratulations to those also promoted." It was a weak response but he held truth to his words. Quieting down he listened to the announcements. Not much tiffed about the Riverclan ordeal since he hadn't had much involvement in that. Now the Cartel. Ale couldn't agree more that they needed to focus more on those scumbags. An involuntary growl curled its way from the Bengals chest at the very mention. It was the first time in a long time that Alejandro had ever been this worked up about an enemy. He dared anyone to blame him for his emotions towards them. As the topic traveled on to less touchy subjects he slowly began to ease. True it was the new years wasn't it? That indeed was a nice thought but Al's face kept neutral despite the news. At the dismissal he gave a sigh before rising up and taking his leave.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; line-height:97%; height: auto;font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify]Haiiro wandered over to where everyone else was gathered, listening to what Sango had to say. He was a little surprised that he wasn't horrifically late like usual, but the surprise was replaced with a more neutral expression as he took in the announcements. Finch, Kaleidoscope, and Alejandro were all people that he was generally neutral on, but he at lest liked them all well enough. Radio was one that he held respect for, and so he agreed with all of those promotions. When it was mentioned that Genji stepped down, the boy sighed quietly, sad to see the other go. Genji had been someone he considered a friend, despite them rarely talking to each other. He had to say that he was glad about the RiverClan situation being over, seeing as conflict was one of the main things that drove him away from places in the past. Still, he was certainly bitter over the Cartel, knowing that his sister was one of the main proponents of their evil. "Noted. Congratulations to the promoted," he spoke up simply, more focused on the Cartel than what he was actually saying.

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Rudy sat in the back for this meeting, though he took note of all the announcements. His height had turned too big to sit at the front, in his opinion.
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She was not surprised to learn that the Cartel was an evolving threat; indeed, it seemed as though they were fueled by the violence. The dragoness found herself amused by this thought, a trace amount of smoke steaming from her nostrils after she snorted, demonstrating her annoyance with her Clan's latest enemy. They were just the latest fools to try and cross their betters; ShadowClan would emerge victorious, of that she had no doubt. But she would enjoy the time while they squirmed for a foothold against her group, and allow her malice to revel in the outlet.

"Congratulations," she murmured, a sly smirk finding its way on her reptilian lips. Her thoughts remained fixated on what things she could do, the fun she could have; oh, yes, time to allow the restraints to fly off her mind and truly think.

[spoiler=YOU NEVER COULD CONTROL ME | tags]GENERAL INFORMATION
★ Corruptedvirtue Baskerville-Xerses
★ Hostesscupcakes x Lucy
★ Homoflexible Panromantic
★ Demigirl
★ Succubus Fire Elemental

APPEARANCE
★ western dragon
★ scaled wings and 'clubbed' tail
★ Orange eyes

INTERACTION
★ no minor powerplay for interactions/healing
★ hates to be touched, prone to reacting violently
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[align=center] This was his first meeting, so he couldn't say he wasn't a little excited. The fox sat down a little away from Frisk by chance. He opened up his ears and listened intently. Promotions; he'd give congratulations, but seeing as it was the mandatory thing to see, Sinbad didn't find that very appealing. He listened to the news about the Cartel and made a mental note.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify][size=8]Bearpaw kept her distance from everyone. Especially with what had happened to her. The young girl didn't even talk to anyone. She was just a scared little girl.
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★ bearpaw praeliun | cisgender female [she/her]
★ single | crushing on no one | ½ of singlesquad
★ lithiumkissess x bubonicplague | apprentice of fautus
★ no soul bonds, yet
★ eight months | December 7th | aged real-time
★ shadowclan | member

PHYSICAL
★ wolf [current/main] | HEALTH: 100%
— brownish orange wolf with orange eyes. A black nose and short whiskers. Most of her fur is verge thick with colors of brownish and orange and a hint of white. Her long tail is almost solid black except for the tip which is white. The wolf stands at almost 1 and a half feet tall which is tall for a young juvenile pup. She is a lot heavier than the average.
— wears a black scarf with her initals & a silver bear necklace she received from her mother on Christmas.
— [i]injuries: scar across her nose.

IMPORTANT FACTS
★ Loyal to people not clans
★ speaks German & English
★ suffers from anxiety & ptsd

CONFRONTATION
★ attack in #F5785A | physically medium | mentally medium
★ will not start Fights | will fight if provked
★ peaceful and nonviolent powerplay permitted.
★ Does not like to be touched.

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Blackpath listened quietly to Sango and moved off when the meeting was broken up. He wasn't feeling to well and was taking it slow to give his body time to fight off any infection that might have caught hold. It happens
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"Thank you, miss." She smiled a bit as she thought about her new title.

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Hyacinth was there, hardly listening at all, simply because she was distracted by her own head.

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